509, Thursday Morning
Sure Willow had gotten her stuffed dog back, and to all appearances Stanley had been treated well during his captivity. But still. Nobody messed with Willow's doggie!
So she decided to get revenge.
It was a harmless spell, really it was. It was just going to make sure that if Seely had a thing for stuffed animals, well, maybe they'd have a thing for him in return.
(Except Stanley 'cause ew. Also Willow imagined him to be fixed. She was nothing if not a responsible stuffed doggie owner.)
Okay, granted, she'd had to retrofit a love spell through an animation spell. And she'd had a hard time getting the exact ingredients she wanted since the closest magic store still gave her funny looks for that time she came in and asked for the gross of lethe's bramble.
But still, magic was magic.
What could possibly go wrong?
[ooc: establishy only, those affected by the spell know who they are]
So she decided to get revenge.
It was a harmless spell, really it was. It was just going to make sure that if Seely had a thing for stuffed animals, well, maybe they'd have a thing for him in return.
(Except Stanley 'cause ew. Also Willow imagined him to be fixed. She was nothing if not a responsible stuffed doggie owner.)
Okay, granted, she'd had to retrofit a love spell through an animation spell. And she'd had a hard time getting the exact ingredients she wanted since the closest magic store still gave her funny looks for that time she came in and asked for the gross of lethe's bramble.
But still, magic was magic.
What could possibly go wrong?
[ooc: establishy only, those affected by the spell know who they are]